Gratitude Poem by Ntsikelelo Dayile

To my Father who died too early
With a bank balance with no Penny
To God who is everpresent, and his mercies are new each day.

To those who Boosted theirEgo's while bruising mine
And smiled under their Duvets Reminiscing the day they had

To the tears i had, under the Rugged blanket
Trying so hard to forget the day i had.

To the Girls who wanted those with Levis
And the parents who gave old clothingcause they pitty.

To the Aunts and Uncles who knew my existence when their yard was dirty.
And make my fingers shine with a drumstick as thank you.

To the Rats i cought at my home
Making you suffer regained my dignity
And the cockroaches who flew around the house
There was never a dull day in your ever presence

To the Motherwho gave birth to me
To Brothers and Sisters that i have
To the Hardship ive been through
And Everything that was instrumentalin Moulding me

This is my gratitude.....